Chapter Twenty-Six: It's Not an Old Man, It's an Old Dog

"Ha, ha, ha! It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Lao Tzu originally thought that summoning this ghost king was now completely out of play, but I really didn't expect that you would help Lao Tzu a lot by mistake. The leather-clad man laughed out loud, clapping his hands happily on the spot, not caring whether I was alive or dead.

At this time, half of the ghost king's body was arching upwards with all his might, almost rushing out of the dungeon cage. Half of his face has been exposed, this ghost king is really good-looking, neither green fangs nor extremely murderous face, just like the appearance of an ordinary person. Dull, facial expression, average appearance, but the mouth is surprisingly large, almost grinning to the back of the head, and when you open it, you can see that there are four rows of sharp teeth growing in a small and dense staggered growth.

There are also different lines depicted on the face, and the circle is like a child's prank. But then I heard the old man say that the tattoo on the face of the ghost king is the Yin Ze of the Heavenly Dao, and the lines on each ghost king are different, and the power attributes represented are also different, and if you can make good use of these words, the user can also have the same ability It is very magical.

At this time, the faceless man in leather was laughing on his back, and the ghost king returned to the world. The surrounding buildings began to shake at this time, making it feel like the space was beginning to collapse. A familiar voice came from his ears, "Damn! This world is so big, why can't I accommodate you, the mountain god!"

'Who?, who the hell, how do you know about us!' The man in leather looked around, and could see that he was very panicked at this time, as if his secret that had been hidden for many years had suddenly been known to the whole world, and he felt very humiliated.

"You faceless mountain gods were originally gods in the Taihang Mountain area, but they were timid and fearful, and never cared about the suffering of the people in the world. Originally, you didn't do anything like this, although you didn't do anything meritorious, at least you didn't get by, and you just turned a blind eye to it.

But who knows that your patriarch is stupid, hehe, he has to go to the Kunlun family. I also picked up a cheat book in some broken place, and you said that how could you have a pie in the sky with such a good thing, raising ghost slaves privately, tampering with the yang life of the underworld, and depriving the ghost king of creation. If you do anything that lacks virtue, how can the above forgive you.

I said that although you live a long life now, you are baptized by the yin wind every day, isn't it cool?"

The leather-clad man trembled all over his body and clenched his fists. "Who the hell are you? Get out of here. What's wrong with our patriarch just wanting to give us a normal life? We are born faceless, and God has given us a supreme divine body, and we live with the sky, but it has deprived us of our faces. Why is it so unfair, we also need our own faces. ”

"Hah

Then the old, hippie voice came out again, "Stinky boy, don't guess that these calves are hermaphrodites, ha!"

I knew in my heart that the speaker was the old immortal I had lost before, but even though I looked around, I couldn't find him.

"If you have the guts, get out of here for Lao Tzu, and tell you that Lao Tzu is called Shuyang, don't go to the underworld, King Qin Guang asked, I don't know who sent you in. The man looked around vigilantly, for fear that the old guy would run out and sneak attack.

"According to the seniority, I will call you Uncle Shi!" At this time, I saw a pug with short limbs and a very cute appearance come out from behind the ruins.

"I'm going to fuck me so badly, what the fuck!" I tried not to laugh too loudly, it was hilarious.

"Rub, if I hadn't saved you two little rabbits, how could I have lost my soul. At that time, the ancestor of the Yang family had already become a drought fish, and if I recovered my cultivation, I would still be able to fight with it. Either a reincarnated Tibetan monk comes out, or there is no strength to compete with it. At that time, I was almost in a hurry, and I had to use the method of burning my soul to confuse this old guy and escape from Ascension. To be honest, when I was leaving, the magic talisman that this kid gave me was really useful, if it weren't for this thing, Lao Tzu would have died a long time ago. ”

The mood that was originally quite cheerful was mentioned by this old immortal, and his mood instantly became low and helpless. I shook my head, "Lao Quan is dead!" but Leng Cicada said that this kid's soul was absorbed by Bai Ze's tattoo, and she also said that only you know how to separate it, how to save him?"

If that's the case, it's a long-term perspective, and it's easy to say, but it's not easy. The pug possessed by the old man at this time touched the ground with both hands and held his head. The action is funny and weird, how can a dog make such a humane action.

"Fuck it, say it!" I flew up and hit the dog's buttocks, kicking the old guy and covering his ass with his paws.

"You stinky boy don't know how to respect the old and love the young, this method is ~~"

Just as the old guy was talking about the critical moment, suddenly Shuyang shouted angrily, "Hey, you two really didn't take me seriously, it's hard for you to be so confident that you can beat me?"

The old immortal and I still haven't paid attention to Shuyang, and we are discussing a critical moment.

"Hehe, it seems that I am really underestimated. Shuyang laughed out loud and instantly took out two paper figures from his pockets. As soon as he blew in his mouth, the piece of paper fell to the ground flutteringly, and Shuyang's right foot stomped on the ground fiercely, muttering a spell in his mouth.

At this time, the piece of paper in front of him instantly swelled to the size of an ordinary person, and it was also the standard image of the island national courtesan with willow leaves and eyebrows, but it was still a piece of paper, holding two fans as sharp as steel knives in both hands, and because of the excessive amount of powder rubbed on his face, his face looked very unnatural.

"Rub, you traitor, when did you learn the island country-style magic technique, it is difficult that you have taken refuge in Penglai. You are really bold, you dare to come back, you are not afraid of Kunlun Yingzhou looking for you trouble?Don't you want to live?" The pug spat out and accused the faceless man in front of him.

"This kind of thing doesn't need you a dog to worry about, although I don't know who you are, but since you can know my background and know so many unknown secrets, it seems that you are not a simple character, you should also be an ancient relic?"

"Wang, Wang, don't compare me with those losers, damn the objects left by my ancestors in the past have almost been wiped out by them, and my own life experience is still very vague now? However, I seem to know your ancestors, we watched widows take a bath and touched the buttocks of married women, by the way, Kunlun is still wanted by your ancestors, I heard that he made other people's wives' stomachs bigger!"